Page 49 of Bound to the Mafia King

My stomach churned.

Ladies and gentlemen, my misogynistic pig-headed fiancé.

“I can assure you that her virtue is indeed intact,” Andres spoke. “But I would appreciate it if you showed a little more composure when you address my wife and our guest. She is not some slab of meat.”

“I will speak of my fiancé how I choose.”

The tension in the room thickened.

“I will be leaving with her today. The dowry has been paid, and I have urgent business I need to attend to. Thank you for keeping her for me.”

So, this was it. This was how my life sentence began.

I turned my head to look at Savina, who gave me a curt nod of reassurance. She wanted me to be strong, but there was nostrength left in me. The life ahead of me held no light. There was no end to this dark and twisted tunnel.

I understood why so many women in our world were miserable. There was no joy to be had.

Sergei stood from his seat and offered his hand to me. He stared at me with those devilish eyes that penetrated right into the very depths of my soul.

I lifted my hand, ready to seal my fate, when all of a sudden, the door burst open, and in walked the very man I had been searching for weeks. With roaring eyes and waves of vigor and determination rolling off his body, he marched in like a man ready for war.

He looked the same, but different at the same time. His hair was not slicked back like it usually was, and there was a slight stubble to his chin. But other than the rugged look he had going on, he looked the same. He still wore the black dress pants and white button rolled up to the sleeves. But the one noticeable thing that I saw was the look of determination and rage in his eyes. His stare was locked in on Sergei, who looked more than upset at Valerio’s presence.

“Sorry to intrude.” His eyes were hard set on Sergei. “Seems like I’m just in time.”

He came to stand between Sergei and me. His tall stature came toe to toe with Sergei, the two large men eyeing each other.

The air thickened, and the once tension-filled room morphed into something far more ominous and sinister. The silence that covered us was deafening. All I could hear was the heavy beating of my heart in my veins.

Thump, thump, thump…

The blood rushed past my ears quickly, morphing my sense of hearing. My eyes darted between the two men, neither one of them looking like they were going to back down.

“She goes nowhere.” Valerio’s voice filled the silence. “She is not your woman.”

“Five million dollars say she is mine. That’s how much I put down to have her. I paid her brother the dowry. She is mine legally, and she will be my wife, and I will fuck her raw until I put my heir inside of her.”

I couldn't see Valerio’s face, but his entire body tensed, and the anger rolled off of him in large waves. So much so that I could feel them bouncing off on my body.

“Over my dead body. I will have a bullet in your head long before you can even reach for her.” He coated his words with so much venom it pierced through my own heart.

“Is that a threat, Valdez?” Sergei took a menacing step toward him.

“It’s a promise,zasranets.”

Sergei’s eyes raged. “You are calling for a bullet in your mouth.”

“Careful, Sergei. You're inmyterritory. That is an active threat against a high-ranking member of this Family. I have grounds to kill you where you stand right now.”

Without warning, Sergei pulled out his gun and pointed it right at Valerio. But Valerio was quicker and had his gun pointed at Sergei.

My heart dropped to the floor. My entire chest constricted as I watched the scene that played out in front of me. I stood from my seat in fear that Sergei would pull the trigger and hurt Valerio.

“Valerio,” Andres stood from his seat. “I don’t think that now is the time nor the place for this.”

“I think it is, brother. Anastasia goes nowhere. She is not his property.”

“The dowry says otherwise.” I saw Sergei's hand tighten around the gun. “Now, move.”

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